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[sweetsleuth]

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[tigerpoet]

[Don't laugh at him he worked hard on these cookies!! But Atsushi's look of mild annoyance soon fades into a smile as Ranpo hugs him.]

Supermarket. Do you like it? I figured that since I'm baking and cooking for you more often now, I needed a really good apron.

[He wraps his arms and tails around Ranpo in return, smooching his forehead gently.]

[sweetsleuth]

[Ahh, he'll never get tired of being snuggled into those tails. He feels warm and cozy already, purring the moment Atsushi's arms wrap around him.]

I love it! It reminds me of that one story you wrote-- should I ask the tigers if I need to write down any poems for them?

[Since it's a tiger and leaf motif and all.]

[tigerpoet]

If you wrote Tiger a poem I think he'd be too embarrassed to come out for days.

[casually drags Tiger for being tsundere-]

[sweetsleuth]

Ohh? I'll have to keep that in mind, then! But I don't know if I could top the one he wrote me.

[Still snuggling btw. No escape.]

[tigerpoet]

[Not even trying to escape.]

I think he'd be happy with any poem if it was from you. Especially since you know how much writing means to us.

[It's literally what they're made of, after all.]

[sweetsleuth]

But it still has to be a good one! Especially if it's going to embarrass him for days on end!

[And he'll have to write Atsushi one, too-- but he'll keep that to himself for now.]

[tigerpoet]

[He has made Mistakes.]

You're sweet. Just as sweet as the cookies that should be ready in ten minutes.

[sweetsleuth]

[BRIGHT SMILE]

Gee, ten whole minutes... I don't know if I can wait that long!

[tigerpoet]

You don't have somewhere else to be, do you?

[Hard to imagine a more pressing obligation than cuddling with Atsushi and eating cookies.]

[sweetsleuth]

Oh, not at all! I'm just saying I don't think I'm patient enough to wait ten minutes to have something sweet on my lips.

So I guess I'll just have to take you instead!

[WHICH MEANS SMOOCHES. So many smooches, peppering them up his cheek, over his lips-- god, they're sappy.]

[tigerpoet]

[They're so sappy, and Atsushi is returning every single one of those smooches all over Ranpo's face.]

You can always have me - I'm yours.

[sweetsleuth]

Mmm, good!

[Snuggle, snuggle, kiss, lick-- wait.]

[It seems someone got jealous, because Watson is now sitting on Ranpo's shoulder, licking Atsushi's cheek. Where did he come from?? It's a mystery.]

[tigerpoet]

[A soft laugh escapes him when Watson makes his appearance and licks his cheek.] Hello to you too, Watson. Do you like cookies?

[he's ranpo's kid he has to like cookies]

[sweetsleuth]

Oh, he--

["Cookies! Watty loves, loves cookies!" He hops from Ranpo's shoulder to Atsushi's nuzzling into his hair -- and maybe chewing on it a little, gomen.]

He loves them! I might have to pick out the chocolate if there's any in them. I know it's bad for real foxes, so I don't really want to take a chance with him.

[tigerpoet]

[His hair is not as tasty as cookies, child.]

They're snickerdoodles, so you're fine. I wouldn't risk our son getting into them and hurting himself.

[sweetsleuth]

[GONNA CHEW ANYWAY cant b tamed]

Always thinking ahead, huh? [And, because he's gotta--] I'm glad my husband is so thoughtful.

[tigerpoet]

[Atsushi has encountered a critical error and needs to restart, please hold.]

H...husband... I-is it okay to still call you that?

[sweetsleuth]

[And here he was just teasing, but that reaction--]

Well, it might be a little confusing for everyone else, but... I wouldn't mind.

[tigerpoet]

I think they'd just be mad we didn't invite them to the wedding, husband of mine.

[This is what true domestic bliss feels like.]

[sweetsleuth]

That's fine-- we'll just have to hold a reception after our honeymoon!

[Absolutely married]

[tigerpoet]

This really does feel like a honeymoon...

[Atsushi steals a quick kiss, careful not to squish Watson in the process.]

[sweetsleuth]

Hm? Shouldn't we be going somewhere if it's a honeymoon? Not that we need an excuse if we wanna get away for a weekend.

[Is it time for a Bungo to Stray Hot Springs episode?]

[tigerpoet]

That's true. Maybe there are some hot springs we could visit, or a beach...

[sweetsleuth]

Well, the last time I went to the beach, it was covered in octopuses having sex, so it's hard to have any romantic associations with it anymore.

[Bad]

But a hot spring would be nice! I bet we could even find one that feels a lot like home!

[tigerpoet]

Hot springs it is. [yikes] Nothing but the best for our honeymoon, after all.

[god they're such dorks]